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By Mercy Echenique Date: 2010 Jan 29 Comment on this Work [[2010.01.29.15.16.3629]] |
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Two way gun fight, who shall win? The lover or the love-e? He points the weapon of destruction, aiming to kill. She points like wise, looking at her gun blankly. Never did she think it would come down to this, Having to kill her beloved one and only. The man in black said it was either kill or be killed. One would be left standing, the other, not so lucky. The reward, being able to live, but a life of loneliness. She could never murder him, but would he kill her? There eyes meet, her eyes full of sorrow, his in pain. Eyes look your last, for you will never see again. Lips speak your last, for you will never talk again. She drops her gun, it land with a loud thud. The man in black looks confused. The boy who once loved the girl so, winks at her. She's looking up at him, while kissing the open mouthed barrel. She knows her time is up, placing her head in front of the gun, Positioning her self. The last words that escaped her lips, "I love you," He inhales deeply, pulling the trigger. And just like that, she's gone, Her body being all that remains. He looks at the man in black, Exhales strongly, then kills him self, Final thought running through his head, "Now we'll be together in peace forever..." |